Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

The black car stopped at the gate of the train station. Fang Yan rolled down the window and poked his head to look around. When he saw Fang Honghua standing at the gate of the train station, he stretched out his hand excitedly to greet her.

"Mother Flower!"

The voice of the adopted son passed through the crowd and into her ears. Fang Honghua hurriedly looked at it and saw Fang Yan lying in a car waving at her. She breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn’t know any car, only that Fang’s car was black. Unexpectedly, when she got here, there were black cars all over the street, and they looked the same. She took a long time to look for them, but she didn’t find one. It's Fang's car.

Fang Yan didn't come, and Fang Honghua didn't dare to walk around, so she stood at the gate of the train station with large bags of luggage and waited until she watched him come. She was finally relieved.

The driver got out of the car and helped her put the luggage in the back-up compartment. Fang Honghua got into the car and held Fang Yan’s soft hand. She felt the car under her move and the scenery outside the car window began to reverse. Finally he sighed and relaxed.

"Mother Hua, why did you come suddenly?" Fang Yan asked curiously, lying halfway in her arms, "Before you came, why didn't you tell me that I haven't bought a house for you, nor Get ready."

"It's okay, I have money." Fang Honghua paused, thinking of the high prices he felt on the train, and said softly: "It's just that I may need to borrow money from the inkstone."

"Borrow money?"

Fang Yan touched his pocket subconsciously.

He lent the money he had previously to Gu Rong. Now that the fresh food store is open, he has a lot of savings. If Hua's mother wants to borrow it, he is not unable to get it out.

While thinking about the little golden pig who is leaving him again, Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said cheerfully, "Then all my money will be lent to Mama Hua!"

"No...no, I didn't want your current money." Fang Honghua waved her hand in a panic. She carefully glanced at the driver driving in front of her. For fear of being heard by him, she lowered her voice more and more: "I mean, keep it for You go to college with 200,000..."

Fang Honghua was very nervous when she said it.

Although the Fang family gave her the money to thank her for taking care of the inkstone in the previous ten years, but in her heart, the money still does not belong to her, but to Fang Yan. She kept it for Fang Yan to use in college.

As a mother, Fang Honghua was ashamed that she couldn't give money to her son, but instead used the money of her adopted son instead.

Fang Yan had forgotten about the two hundred thousand.

He thought for a long time before finally remembering, and quietly reached Fang Honghua's ear, and whispered: "Lend it to Mama Hua, too."

In Fang Yan's heart, the money did not belong to him either.

No longer need to use the small vault in his pocket, he was inexplicably relieved.

After getting his affirmative answer, Fang Honghua touched the passbook in her arms, and finally let go of her heart.

With these two hundred thousand, she must be able to spend the previous time quickly and stabilize in the capital. After she finds a place to live and finds a job, she will work hard to save money, and then return the money to the inkstone.That was the inkstone left to go to college - although with Fang's financial resources, she didn't need her to worry about the money, but being prepared is always safe.

The car swayed into the city with the two of them. Everything about the prosperity made the surprise on Fang Honghua's face never disappear. When the car stopped in front of Fang's villa, she didn't even say a word. Out.

She stared at the big villa in front of her blankly, until Fang Yan called her, Fang Honghua reacted and got out of the car tremblingly.

She watched Fang Yan run hurriedly inside, and quickly pulled him in, and said anxiously, "Inkstone, don't go around, here...here..."

She raised her head and looked at the housekeeper who came out of the house, losing all her speech ability in an instant.

She had met the housekeeper of Fang's house. When Fang's father and mother came to their village together to pick him up Fang Yan, she was deeply impressed by the contempt in the eyes of the housekeeper.The Fang family's butler appeared here, doesn't that mean that this is the Fang family?

Fang Honghua looked at the exquisite villa in front of her. One side of the yard was planted with various beautiful flowers, and the other side was bare. She was turned over. She was familiar with it. Fang Yan mentioned it to her on the phone and said yes. The yard was changed into a place for growing vegetables.

When she heard it, she naturally entered her yard.Every family in their village grows vegetables in the yard. Because of this, she just thinks that Fang's house is bigger than the average house...

But now I look at the villa in front of me. The bricks on the walls have beautiful patterns, and even the details have delicate carvings. The windows are bright and the green vines cover the walls. There are several floors, and the top is pointed. Any house I've ever seen is even more beautiful, it is a place where gods live!

Fang Honghua's voice suddenly lowered. She took her adopted son's hand and said indecisively, "Inkstone, this...is this really your home?"

Fang Yan sensed her nervousness and suddenly became puzzled: "Mother Hua, what's the matter with you? Come in."

Fang Honghua's head was blank.

She was dragged into that exquisite big villa by her adopted son. The big villa was not only beautiful on the outside, but also very beautiful on the inside. It was so different from her own house. All her timidity seemed to be born. At this time, it was flooded and swallowed her whole person.

She was dragged by Fang Yan in a daze, and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

This sofa is so soft. As soon as Fang Honghua sat on it, she felt as if she was sitting on a ball of cotton. As soon as her ass sank in, she straightened her body nervously again, looking back half in panic and half in fear— Even the sofa in the village chief’s house is not so soft!

"Mother Hua?" Fang Yan took off her shoes and climbed onto the sofa, only to find her nervous look, and stretched out her hand to pull her: "Mother Hua, sit down."

Fang Honghua did not dare to sit.

She reluctantly curled her mouth and smiled at her adopted son, and sat down cautiously.

She looked up again, and then noticed that there was a kind old lady sitting on the single sofa on the other side. She was too nervous before that she didn’t notice it at all. Now that she saw it, she was shocked. Stand up again and say hello to her.

"You don't need to stand, just sit." Grandma Fang said kindly, "You are Yanyan's foster mother, right? We have never seen it before. I often hear Yanyan mention you. You have just come to the capital. If you are not used to it, , Just tell us, you have taken care of the inkstone for so long, and we have not had time to thank you."

Fang Honghua murmured.

What to say thank you.

It would be nice if they didn't hate her.